Biterness Of Aids Poem by ahmed kakembo

Biterness Of Aids



no one knows where aids came from
it attributed to the most liked thing
it moving here and there in the whole world
it has no cure so far, made our fruit unenjoyable
it's the most waled thing on this earth
every one fear it, but not consider it
it has consumed every one including young one
people parents have disappeared b'se of it
world have occupied tomb than people
it has made our body it's resting house
we don't have peace at whole
father guide us from above
if we sinned to you to restore our life

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